Yan Chihuo brought the red-robed Daoist to an uninhabited place and set him down.
Though the red-robed Daoist wore a fierce expression, fear showed in his eyes.
Yan Chihuo said, "You are Gu True Person? From the Crimson Blood Desert?"
The red-robed Daoist raised his head. "That's right. I am this Daoist master of yours. Kill me if you want." As he spoke, he even puffed out his chest.
Yan Chihuo smiled faintly. "Killing you would be as easy as crushing an ant. It's just that this is my first time seeing a cultivator so determined to live."
Gu True Person said, "Stop toying with me. I offended you—how could you possibly spare me?" Though Gu True Person was rash, he was not stupid. By the time he spoke that last sentence, his tone had already softened somewhat.
Yan Chihuo's face darkened. "I truly do not wish to kill you, because I intend to make a trip to the Crimson Blood Desert, and you can conveniently serve as my servant. If you are unwilling, I will not force you. I can simply search your soul and learn about the Crimson Blood Desert that way. Though I would lack a servant who understands the situation, that would still be better than keeping a traitor at my side."
Upon hearing this, Gu True Person hurriedly nodded in agreement. Yan Chihuo looked at him and said, "Good. I will take you as my servant. But if you harbor any second thoughts, do not blame me for showing no mercy."
Gu True Person said, "No second thoughts. Absolutely none."
Yan Chihuo said, "Good. Then make a Heavenly Dao oath."
Gu True Person hesitated slightly. Yan Chihuo raised a brow. Seeing this, he hurriedly said, "I, Gu True Person of the Crimson Blood Desert, am